The problem with proximity friends is, they move away. They quit or get fired.
A headache, I get the kind of headache God would smote you with in the Old Testament.
And I used to be such a nice person.
Consider that the earth is a processing plant, a factory. Picture a tumbler used to polish rocks: a rolling drum filled with water and sand. Consider that your soul is dropped in as an ugly rock, some raw mineral or natural resource, crude oil, mineral ore. And all conflict and pain is the abrasive that rubs us, polishes our soul, refines us, teaches and finishes us over lifetime after lifetime.
When the two of you talked, you were building something, and afterward you were both different than before.
We all live by different clocks and calendars.
Mark my words: Being dead isn’t all sitting around in remorseful reflection and bitter self-recrimination. Death, like life, is what you make of it.
After a few fights, you’re afraid a lot less.
The mentalis, the corrugator, all those little muscles of the face, those are the first things you learn in art school anatomy. After that, you can tell a fake smile because the risorius and platysma muscles pull the lower lip down and out, squaring it and exposing the lower teeth. Just for the record, knowing when people are only pretending to like you isn’t such a great skill to have.
Jump to one time, late one night, driving between Nowhere, Wyoming, and WhoKnowsWhere, Montana, when Seth says how your being born makes your parents God. You owe them your life, and they can control you. “Then puberty makes you Satan,” he says, “just because you want something better.” J.
Every place is the same place in the dark.
Civilization is a condition which unsocial misfits impose on the rest of popular, easygoing, family-oriented humanity.
Evie says that beautiful people should never date each other. Together, they just don’t generate enough attention. Evie says there’s a whole shift in the beauty standard when they’re together. You can feel this, Evie says. When both of you are beautiful, neither of you is beautiful. Together, as a couple, you’re less than the sum of your parts.
In capitalist nation, all is decided by money.
For instance, if Jesus Christ had died in prison, with no one watching and with no one there to mourn or torture him, would we be saved?
People listened instead of just waiting for their turn to speak.
To all of you alive people walking around, taking your multivitamins and busy being Lutheran or getting colonoscopies, you need to invest in a good-quality, long-lasting wristwatch with day and date functions. Don’t count on getting any cell phone reception in Hell, and don’t think for a second you’ll have the forethought to die with your charger cord in hand or even find yourself locked inside a rusted jail cell with a compatible electrical outlet.
The same as if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, you realize, if no one had been there to witness the agony of Christ, would we be saved?
We don’t live in the real world anymore. We live in a world of symbols.
Maybe it’s better just living the way you figure life is when you’re a kid. Before you get too smart.